Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything it wants
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

The National - Boxer Lyrics

All lyrics have been transcribed by me, and of course there will be plenty of minor mistakes. If you spot a mistake, feel free to email me at zach DOT barish @ gmail DOT com (spelt out so spammers can't spam me into oblivion!) This page will also print onto A4 pages with no cropping (all being well).